Owner	Pose
Caitlin Fairchild	The Themysciran Embassy is (unsurprisingly), very very Greek in theme and feel. So it's not exactly the place one might normally expect to see some kind of an Easter celebration. But, that's what it's getting today. Or at least, it's getting a mutual celebration. There's a very tall, very leggy redhead in a pretty white sundress and brown leather wedge-heel sandals moving through the Embassy, and setting little Easter baskets full of candy here and there, at the main desk, on a table, and so on. (As an added benefit, the little plastic eggs in the baskets are done up in the colors for the transgender flag, as it's also Transgender Day of Visibility.)
Mercy Thompson	Mercy had her own gathering a bit earlier in the day but wanted to stop by and bring some of the cookies and sweets she made. As such in her 'church' best Mercy will show up at the embassy. She has a few Tupperware trays full of cookies and sweets. Mind you her church best for today is a light green color with a kind of flower print that plays off well with her darker skin. She is surprised at all she is seeing and says, "Too late to bring in some offerings? I didn't think anything was happening here, but I made lots of extra sweets."
Caitlin Fairchild	Caitlin looks over and smiles. "I'm glad to see I wasn't the only one who had the thought. Honestly, who's ever going to say no to a few extra cookies?" She asks, looking over to Mercy as she sees her. "Want to add some of them to the baskets?" The super-leggy redhead offers back with a smile.
Mercy Thompson	Mercy THINKS she's sniffed this redhead before but they've never really spoken together. "Sure. These going to anyone specific or just whomever shows up?" Mercy will head over to some of the baskets and her colored wax paper wrapped items. Keeping it to one of those an a few frosted and decorated cookies per basket. "Just you here right now? I'm Mercy by the way," the mechanic offers with a small smile. Damn is everywhere here tall and beautiful?! Talk about giving a normal girl a complex.
Caitlin Fairchild	The redhead makes Diana look short. She'd be 6'4" in her bare feet; in the sandals she's wearing she's a little taller than that. "I was just putting them around for anyone who happens to come through. I mean, there's plenty of Embassy staff here. I don't know if anyone "important" is in." She makes air-quotes with her fingers for that. "And I'm Caitlin." Very Irish name for very red-haired girl. "Nice to meet you."
Mercy Thompson	Which puts Caitlin a foot over Mercy in height. "Well that is nice of you. I try to leave something here from time to time. Makes me feel less guilty about the training I pick up." Mercy will keep dishing out about all but ten percent or so of the cookies she brought. Those she may leave for those who just want to pick and choose a bite or two and not commit to a full basket. "Didn't know how 'yay Christ' they be here or not." Mercy herself admits, "all the crosses we see around this day always bothers me."
Caitlin Fairchild	"I expect most of the locals are Greek pantheistic. But that doesn't mean we can't all share in celebrations with each other." Caitlin says. "That's sort of the point of an embassy. Being a place to help understanding between different cultures." She helps get things divided into the baskets, and looks over, curiously. "Why is that? I mean...it's sort of an accepted symbol, especially for THIS holiday."
Mercy Thompson	"I'm sure this holiday belongs to someone they pay respect to. Wasn't there an Aester or something? Now I'll have to google that when I get home." Hence the egg and bunny cookies that Mercy made. Mercy shakes her head about the question, "I don't care about what others think. Using it as a sign for Christ feels wrong to me. It's a symbol of execution that was used on LOTS of people. For me it is the faith about the man and what he did for us. That's why I wear this." Mercy hooks a thumb around a chain she always wears. A sturdy one with a bit of silver glint to it, and hanging from it is a little silver lamb. "That's what I use." Lamb of god.
Caitlin Fairchild	"Eostre or Ostara, depending on whether you follow the Saxon or German pronunciation." Because yes, Caitlin is enough of a nerd to know that off the top of her head. "Hmm. I can see the argument. Of course, faith's personal, everyone should use whatever symbols have meaning to them. For me, the crucifix would be especially relevant for Easter, because He did die for us. But I can certainly get your viewpoint."     She looks curious. "What brings you by here with Easter treats anyhow? I mean, I know my reasons. But you said you get training here?" She asks, interested.
Mercy Thompson	Mercy snaps her finger, "That's right. There was the fun scene in American Gods even. With Zeus and Shadow." Tucking the lamb back into her dress top Mercy says, "Well I know this works and it gets missed by those who get testy with crosses. Though it can still keep some vampires at bay. Win-win." Mercy will snag a cookie herself to nibble one, since it broke. "Here, enjoy it." Offering the other half of the broken cookie to the redhead.     Mercy gives a small bob of her head, "Yeah I come here from time to time. Both to work with one of the Kangas, to train, or just visit some of the women here that I know. Mostly been focused on spear and shield. My unarmed is okay, but I need to keep my speed up with armed combat too. Helps even out when I can't throw a truck at someone. Well I guess I could DRIVE a truck at someone, but you know what I mean." Since the Amazons are known for being pretty strong. "I don't live far either, just over in Harlem."
Caitlin Fairchild	"Most times I'm over in the Upper West Side, by Columbia. So not far from Harlem." Caitlin offers verbally, while offering to swap a cookie with Mercy so she can try one of hers, while Cait tries one of Mercy's. "If you're looking to train today, I can help spar with you. I mean, I don't know if you are. But if you are."
Mercy Thompson	"Nope. Been to the campus from time to time for work." Mercy moves to rest her hip against one of the tables they been putting stuff on and looks up at Caitlin. Let's be honest, how can she NOT look up to the tall redhead there. "I'm happy to try and spar, I keep spare clothes with me always. So I can go change and stuff."
Caitlin Fairchild	"Yeah, I've got a room upstairs. Let me go change and I'll meet you after." she says.
Mercy Thompson	"Sure I'll meet you out there." Mercy will leave the rest of the cookies and treats out. Then she goes to her car and will see about changing. Before too long she'll see about being out there into the training field. Though it will take her a while to get everything together and ready out there.
Caitlin Fairchild	Caitlyn heads upstairs to go change into her actual suit. She comes back down into the training field, with her bracers on, Amazon armor, and a big, two-handed hammer. She looks like the Amazon she is now, and carries that obviously-heavy hammer as if it didn't weigh a pound. She rolls her shoulders a little.
Mercy Thompson	Mercy looks...like 'Rocky' next to Apollo. Mercy herself is just in some sweat pants and a tee shirt. Not exactly good looking or Amazon looking. Just a woman in braid with workout clothing. "Woah,' she says in return to seeing Caitlin showing. "If you hit me with that I'm going to go splat like a cartoon Coyote."
Caitlin Fairchild	"Well, around this place, it's not safe to assume what people can do, so I figured I'd ask. So, no superhuman resistance?" Caitlin asks, as she looks over to Mercy. "I mean, you don't have to tell me...I would have pulled my punch on any of this."
Mercy Thompson	"Not to getting my skull caved in, no. I have faith but let's not test the resurrection type limits please." Mercy is amused and says, "I'm stronger then a normal person but not really Amazon style. Speeds i my best thing I can usually try to press people on." She motions to herself. "I'm a weirdness magnet."
Caitlin Fairchild	Caitlin tosses the hammer to the side, where it lands head down with a loud THUD. "Okay. Let's see what we can do with this." She crosses her arms at the wrists, bracing the bracers in front of her. "When you're ready." she offers, looking over to Mercy.
Mercy Thompson	"You want me to just throw a punch so you know my strength or we just going at it now," Mercy wanting to be sure as she shifts her posture to be a bit more ready. Ever since that little mix up with Supergirl she tends to be a lot more careful with force she applies to others. She will wait for an answer before she goes in for a fast jab at the woman testing the reflexes, rather then trying to land a hit.
Caitlin Fairchild	"Sure." Caitlin offers. She takes a more relaxed stance, arms at her side. "Go ahead and let's see what we're dealing with." she offers, letting the Native American woman take the opening strike to judge what she has coming in."
Mercy Thompson	Mercy will step up and give a solid straight cross punch for Caitlin's midsection. She won't through her full force into the redhead, but she is going for a strong punch. The other reason not to throw her strongest punch is Mercy would like to not break her hand.
Caitlin Fairchild	Well, she probably wouldn't break her hand on Caitlin, but she might on the Amazonian armor. It IS armor, after all. Cait doesn't flinch or react, though...clearly either the armor or her has some level of physical resistance. "You're welcome to use a weapon if you like." That WAS what Mercy had mentioned originally.
Mercy Thompson	"Just didn't want to assume you wanted that kind of training or fighting." Mercy will head over and get one of the spears she uses often for training. Not a live head tip, but still pointed and can hurt, just not fine metal point sharp. She gives a few spins and twists to get ready and will even get herself a shield to use on her off arm. "Okay. Shall we?" Mercy gets into a ready stance and gets ready to spar.
Caitlin Fairchild	"Well, it's the training you said you needed. Besides, it'll give me a chance to practice too; I'm not likely to have that hammer out in the field." She is more likely to have the bracers, though, and takes her ready stance again. "Let's do it."
Mercy Thompson	"Well if you want to practice avoidance," Mercy smiles and goes on the offensive. That's her best trait, along with her being super sneak. She thrusts right for Caitlin's face, but that's again a feint. Then she kicks in her full speed with a fast spin to try and bring the haft of that spear right for Cait's knee and legs. Chop the tree down right?!
Caitlin Fairchild	Caitlin's spent quite some time training with the Amazons at this point. She moves an arm high to try to block, but she doesn't expect the first move of the fight to be a feint. Plus, she's been more worried about the point of the spear than the haft. And when your legs are two thirds of your body height, it's a little harder to get them out of the way in time. She has some increased speed and agility, but it's not as much as her strength or toughness, so she lets her legs start to go loose.     The haft hits her in the back of the knees, but since she was already going loose, she lets herself fall backwards as her knees are taken out. She lands on her back, but then pops herself back up in a quick kippup. "Good move!" She says. She backs off a couple steps, considering her options. With Mercy having the spear, she has the reach advantage. Cait has height, and she has leg length. She jumps in, kicking out at Mercy as she comes in. She's pulling her blows, obviously; nothing more than a strong athlete for this.
Mercy Thompson	Mercy has been in too many fights to pass on an advantage, even a given one. She rushes forward as Caitlin is recovering, as she tries to use the tip of the spear to score a hit as the kippup is about to happen.     "Thanks," but Mercy doesn't stop her advancing movement as she tries to circle the redhead. The kick coming in is not attempted to be blocked, Mercy is a bit shy about that fact of how heavy that hammer sounded. So she jumps, normally a dumb move, when the leg comes out. Trying to use her speed and strength to get up over the attack and thrust down with the spear. Only she's totally in the air and exposed.
Caitlin Fairchild	It's likely to be a doubled hit. Caitlin throws her weight around to rotate, and try and get the hit with the other leg. But she gets caught with the spear too, in the armor. "Oof!" She lands, and tries rolling to the side, to get back to her feet.